About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Phillips 66, every morning around dawn, a regular would arrive with an old shopping cart filled with strange items. One day, he left behind a small wooden box wrapped in brown paper. The next morning, the clerk opened the box to find a note reading: ‘Free coffee for life if you keep this mystery going.’ Inside was a bag of stale donuts and a thermos filled with cold brew. Since then, everyone has pretended not to notice, and the shop’s morning routine remains as mysterious—and delicious—as ever.
2. At Phillips 66, on foggy mornings when everyone else is asleep, a delivery driver always arrives exactly at 4:17 AM. No one knows who he is or why he comes so early—just that he never misses his spot. One day, an old neighbor stops by and asks curiously, ‘Who’s been delivering those mysterious packages?’ The delivery driver grins mysteriously and whispers, ‘It’s just me, showing up for my secret midnight coffee runs.’ Everyone chuckles, knowing it’ll be another week before anyone questions him again.
3. At Phillips 66, whenever the night shift ends, a mysterious voice comes over the intercom: ‘If you see a unicorn in the parking lot, it’s just our new security guard testing his horn.’ One night, an exhausted delivery driver dozed off behind the wheel and dreamed he saw a sparkling unicorn grazing near the pumps. When he woke up, everyone was laughing—turns out it was just his friend, a regular, dressed as a unicorn for Halloween. The next day, someone posted a photo online with the caption: ‘Phillips 66: where gas meets fantasy!’
4. At Phillips 66, late one night, a gas station attendant noticed something strange: every hour on the dot, a faint humming sound would come from behind the pumps. One evening, a delivery driver mentioned hearing the same hum while filling up his truck. Soon enough, it became a weekly gathering—everyone waiting for the mysterious noise. Before long, Phillips 66 was known not just for gas but for its quirky midnight concerts. The only ticket required was an empty tank.